Whoa sh*t lyrics

Astral, i come out the body sh*t, when I come out the body, kick, like yall watching karate flicks, think yall watching karate flicks
Your mouth don't sync with your words
Look at my sync words, let the hands wash you
That's a bird bath, if a n*gga sink then the birds laugh, go straight straight to the tweet
Yall misteakin the beef. I break thru your Playlist, tell em play this or itll be grapes in the street
It'll be grace for the crew eat em
Perfect tecs, like a proof reading
Dog talk with blood in his mouth his roof bleeding
This is snooze season
Call my Dogg Pound, I kurupt sh*t
The prices , I upped it
I give no f*ck, I f*ck her in public
Tell her best friend I might need a hug if the old lady bugging
I swat her back with a G
Tell her the rack isn't free
Jerry heller planning attack on the street
f*ck I'm ruthless
I don't like mics, I'm hoof less
I could be jordan, n*gga kill among ya I could be meal
I could still be hungry
Dolo rob n*ggas but I'm still lonely
Get the feel homie, this is whoa sh*t
Motion, I got the potion , yall gotta sea this ain't an ocean, f*ck it I'm floating, show boating, this ghost ship, whoa sh*t

I get my energy up like a generator
n*ggas hate on you when you the innovator
n*gga wait up its fine, disintegrate em
Man according to mine, I've been the greatest
I get the smilies up, see I penatrate her
Enemies we assemble n*gga hatin
n*gga wait up you high you been a slave
I done opened up my merkaba, my n*gga i made it , whoa

Fantastic four thing, I know you gonna rock with this man. You heard of apocalypse
Just like the oculus rift, or some fake ass metropolis, don't say I'm great cause I don't no mistakes with accomplishments, or contradictions
Yall should mention
How yall n*ggas gossip , got some attention
You're happy you got some tension
Like you fixing to hang with me necks?
Yall n*ggas stop with the lynching
Hit n*gga with a rope a dope
I'm a doper than a coke with Coca-Cola
Sorta blacking out, bubble like open soda
What I'm saying do feel good
I'm open toward em, hold it toward em
Prepped an inception
This is a broken totem pole
Hold it, I'm focused, hold it close
I'm sorta close with the holy ghost
Holy mick Foley pose
I see mankind stealing
Ya might keep the roley close
Can and the bag, this ain't an o.d. no
This is a new school odi flow, mixed with odb
I shoot my shot like we running you know we G
When I get a buzz, all of the ghosts come out
Man you know we so ouija
You know we see the spirits we see the love
Frozen reflection, well this is a miracle
f*ck it I'm shinning thats why I got lyrical
See my spirit glow, see it , you hear it this is spiritual